"So you were..." Rise tried this out, wary to word this even the least bit wrong. "You guys were framed for something you didn't do by this one huge organization, so now you're wanted terrorists?" It was still hard to see Otacon, of all people, caught up in something like that, but her heart went out to him. That didn't seem like any kind of life for anyone, let alone one of her friends. He'd just been trying to prevent another world war, and now he had two years of running from the authorities tucked under his belt-- and through no actual fault of his, she was sure of it.

Having not budged from the hug, Rise tightened her grip on the man. She wasn't sure what she could say, or if she could say anything helpful.

"... Well," she managed, after a minute of silence. "I still like you."